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Britain's POV

I yell as much as I can with the pain I'm in.

"NO! I CAN'T! NO! HE WAS BAD!" I scream.

Why are they putting me in jail!? I can't go ba-

I can't be in there! I'm not a bad guy! America should have a girlfriend! Not a boyfriend! 

He's a rotten GAY!

The two officers put me in the dusty cell. I hit the ground with a 'omf'.

"WAIT! VIETNAM! MONGOLIA! DON'T PUT ME HERE" I scream the officers names.

I rush to the bars, grabbing them.

Vietnam looks at me sadly. I thought he wanted to get me out. He came closer, Mongolia protesting.

"Britain. You've been known for child abuse. You've been in here for it before, remember? I'll give you a month. I think all your kids are France's now, you're too dangerous," Vietnam said.

"WHAT!? NO! AHHHHHHH!!!!!!" I scream. The children! Gone! I grip the bars. Vietnam steps back.

"Vietnam. Let's go," Mongolia grips Vietnam's shoulder. He sighs and turns around.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" I scream myself hoarse. I fall to the ground.

Vietnam and Mongolia leave.

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America's POV//a month later

I smile at my beloved Russia. He stares off into space. I giggle. Russia snaps out of his trance, and faces me.

We were in the court room. I shouldn't have giggled. I look back at the judge. UN looked at Mom.

"France. What do you have to say for yourself?" UN is joined on the stand with a bunch of other organizations, like NATO, WHO, UNICEF, and a lot more.

She explains the abuse, hitting, words, awful, awful words, of the past few weeks. UN looks at me.

"America, did this happen?" He asks, narrowing his eyes at me. I nod, remembering the torture.

"Yes, your honor," I say in the most respectful way possible.

UNICEF whispers something in UN's non-existent ear. I try to listen, but the whisper is barely a breath.

"ORDER!" UN says after she is done. "Britain will lose guardianship of his four children. They are all France's."

France gasps. I smile, finally away from that devil. Britain's mouth drops open.

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